Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

In-law Drama

Lestari, Dirga's mother stared at the amazement of a dining table full of various types of Indonesian cuisine. He then glanced at Dhatu. "You come home from work still have time to cook this much?"

Dhatu flutter, then quickly shake. "No, Ma. Actually, it's all Dirga Mas who bought because I didn't cook."

Lestari then turned to look at Dirga and chuckled softly. "So afraid that Dhatu will be thought of as a daughter-in-law who is not wise until bought in gini huh? Fortunately Dhatu is honest," said Lestari while sitting down.

Dirga smiled thinly. His intentions are not that great. Perhaps it was because of guilt when he opened the door and saw Dhatu fall asleep curled up on the floor this afternoon. He did not know, if Dhatu had seen his friendship with Kana or indeed the habit of the woman was to sleep on the floor. To be sure, Dirga knew that the woman was very tired and he did not want his mother who was very observant to be able to see the awkwardness of their marriage. Until inevitably Dirga immediately act. Saving Dhatu means saving himself.

"He's exhausted, Ma. Back at work, Dhatu went to bed, so I did not have the heart. Isn't that right, honey?" Dirga hugged Dhatu's waist, narrowed the distance between their bodies while smiling sweetly, while Dhatu froze for a moment.

He did not expect, the man was very smart to act. Just a few minutes ago, the man showed dislike. Dhatu smiled to complete the man's play, then the two sat on a chair in front of Lestari. The woman looked at the two in turn, a smile adorning her beautiful face.

"You know this marriage is not easy for both of you. Moreover, you just know each other and therefore Mama stayed here for a week to observe. You don't have to worry about your mom, just do what you used to do." that woman's smile is sweet, but it can make Dhatu shudder in horror.

No son, no mother, both equally strange. Only Om Sanjaya is a bit normal for Dhatu. How could the woman say she wanted to observe leisurely, as both of them were objects that needed to be observed.

"You don't have to do something silly like that, Ma."

"Of course it is necessary, what if you treat Dhatu improperly? Mama can be ashamed of Dian and her husband."

Dhatu clasped his in-laws hands at the dinner table and smiled soothingly. "That never happened. Dirga treated me well. Respecting and appreciating me as his wife. I was surprised by his attitude. I thought he was a cold person. Apparently, it's not like that."

Dhatu won't open her husband's disgrace. He will keep the man's honor, even if the man does not do the same. As written in the Bible, Matthew 5:38-39, But I say to you: Do not fight against those who do evil 1 to you, but anyone who slaps your right cheek, give him your left cheek.

That's what Dhatu will do. Trying to repay evil with good and hoping that someday, the man can look at him as another human being, not as a mere object or wind. The stone can be broken if it is constantly watered by water, he hopes, as well as the heart of the man.

Lestari looked at the two, her smile filled with relief. "Dirga is very lucky to have you."

"Eat yes, Ma. Tomorrow morning, I have a good breakfast for Mama" said Dhatu smiling as he placed an empty plate in front of Lestari, then placed another plate in front of Dirga. Full of tenderness, he filled both dishes with rice, complete with side dishes.

It's not just Lestari who feels good. Dirga secretly felt the same way. There was a strange taste that possessed Dirga's heart when served so gently by Dhatu. The smile that the woman showed was full of sincerity, unlike her who did it just because of a mere charade. Never once did he receive the same treatment from Cana. Yes ... although it is not a necessity for women because they are just lovers. However, Dhatu makes Dirga's heart feel bad.

They all ate while talking casually. Lestari told me a lot about Dirga that Dhatu had never known before. Dhatu is happy to know the other side of her husband. While Dirga only responded to the two as briefly as possible. He did not want to get caught up in the drama that his mother created. Unlock all the memories of childhood, invite Dhatu to know him better, and make the woman so accepted.

Every now and then Dirga turns to Dhatu who somehow seems so happy to hear all the stories about him. Strangely again, Dirga seemed to see the other side of the woman who lived with her. Strange, why does the woman's laughter not feel as annoying as usual?

Minutes passed, after making sure his in-laws got the necessary comfort, Dhatu immediately followed Dirga upstairs. The man immediately closed the magazine he was reading and laid down his body as soon as he saw Dhatu standing in the doorway. The man's attitude made him realize that they were playing a show and now have to go back to the real world.

Dhatu hesitantly walked towards the bed. Despite being married for two weeks, this was the first time they would sleep in the same room. There is a sense of anxiety and fear that pervades the Dhatu bathin. He knows, if he is not wanted by looking at the attitude of Dirga who tries to ignore his presence. Dhatu picked up a pillow and was about to walk towards the sofa by the window, but Dirga immediately pulled Dhatu's pillow.

"Where are you going?" Ask in a dislike tone.

"Sleep," Dhatu replied briefly while pulling the pillow he wanted to use.

"Where do you sleep with your pillow?"

Dhatu glanced at the white sofa beside the window. "On the sofa" he said, looking back at Dirga.

The man pulled the pillow rough, to make Dhatu slammed into the bed. "Sleep here. Not on the couch. You don't get caught up in Mama's casual cocky drama. I told you he was observing. Which means, you always have to be cautious."

"Mama will not enter. Why do you think that about your own mother?"

Dirga laughed mockingly at Dhatu's innocence. "Mama said to me. If he's gonna check our condition while sleeping later and ask me not to lock the door," Dirga said flatly, "don't think that I'm the one who wants to sleep near you. Honestly, I wouldn't be willing if it wasn't for having to."

Dhatu's heart again grievously made the man. He would no longer argue and immediately lay down beside Dirga, he turned his back on the man and his tears fell. If only the charade could last forever.